My family My nuclear family is my five children and I. The kids are - Mitchell (13), Isobelle (11), Emily (10), Imogen (8) and William (5).
I think the fact I have five children can make my family unique. I also believe that we are unique in the way that we function. We are generally a happy unit and (perhaps not so uniquely) I am very proud of the kids and the people that they are. I do think that my wider family is quite unique though as my family is really close and supportive. My parents are super and involved in our lives. Some of my favourite times are spent with my family just hanging out or holidaying together. We have had whole family holidays to Indonesia twice and we usually camp down at Wilsons Promontory over the Christmas period. My mum is only 15 years older than me (I think that also makes us unique) and mum and dad have been married for 35 years (probably also unique in this day and age). I have taught my children (unique or slightly stalker'ish?!) and I think that the fact my grandparents migrated from Holland with two boxes of stuff and established a new life for themselves here also makes my family unique. I like to think that my house is full of other peoples kids anytime we are home because we are unique and welcoming. What about you? What makes your family unique? Do you think mine is?
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This topic makes me a little uncomfortable if I am completely honest with you all. I have had some really crappy days along with some absolutely amazing days. I am not sure if I would want to forget my bad days though, because they have helped to make me who I am today - and thats not such a terrible thing.
Anyway, the days I would rather forget fall into the following categories - days of complete and utter embarrassment, days where I have been physically or emotionally hurt or days when the people I love have been physically or emotionally hurt and days where I have made silly decisions or poor choices. A tough day for me was when I had to move out of the home that was we were building. The house was everything I had ever wanted and I had put a lot of time and effort into designing the plans and choosing the fittings and all of those things. I loved that house, but I couldn’t stay there. It was hard to leave and my children also found it traumatic. It is tough to see your kids struggling with something as well. However, while that day was tough there were also some really good things to come out of it. Family and friends that gave up their time to move me and all of our stuff. They helped me unpack and sort out the new place. They kept me company and let the kids know that they were surrounded by people that love them and care about them and their well being. They made me laugh when I felt like crying and made such a big job seem easier. A day that I was completely mortified was when I was working at McDonalds. I was 16 and working the Drive Thru. I was busting to go to the toilet and I had just asked my manager if I could go. He said no just as a car pulled up to the speaker. I said the car full of p plate guys ‘Hi welcome to McDonalds, may I go to the toilet please?’ They were highly amused and gave me a hard time when they came up to my window. I did feel at the time that I would like to forget all about that day but it does make for a funny story now! I have plenty of other stories, moments and sagas that I would like, not so much to forget, but just not have to remember them at random times where they can spoil whatever it is that I am doing. Lucky for me that it doesn’t happen very often. So, tell me all about the day that you would rather forget. Dear Simone,
Thank you for giving me some chewy the other day. I was really pleased that you were able to come to my aid. I had tuna for lunch and was worried about the smell. Imagine then, how I felt when garlic exploded in my mouth! I was mortified! Now, I do love garlic – in my food. In my chewy gum . . . NOT AT ALL! That was a flavour sensation that I did not enjoy. It seems logical that it was a practical joke, which I might have found amusing if I wasn’t about to present to a room full of professionals for FOUR hours without a mint or breath freshener – hence the request for gum! I am certain that the stench of garlic permeated the entire room and that each of the 100 guests will remember the garlic overtones more than any of fascinating information I imparted. That is disappointing. I worked long and hard on that presentation and I now feel that it has all been for nothing. Practical jokes most definitely have a place but please consider the time carefully. I would never want to embarrass you professionally, however perhaps you now need to be prepared because when you least expect it, I will strike. That is not a threat. That is a promise. Thank you my friend, it is now game on! Love, Kirsty If I had a superpower it would be the ability to be fly. I would love to be able to soar through the clouds, across the oceans, from continent to continent. I think then that I could see the world easily and I wouldn’t have to pay for flights. It would be cool if I could make other people fly too, like by sprinkling fairy dust (tinkerbell style) and taking whoever I wanted on my flying adventures.
Imagine if I could make a whole class of students fly (byline the paperwork for that would be enormous, OH & S Laws and all of that), but imagine what we could do. Studying the Pyramids . . . lets fly there today and check them out. . . . I think I would only use my power for good, although the only person that it would affect would be myself and my friends or family. I wouldn’t really want anyone else to know because then I might be exploited! I would consider sharing it with my students for educational purposes however. I guess if I had to, I could use my power to save lives - like pulling survivors (or casualties) out of a destruction zone, or catching criminals. But I think that I would prefer to keep it to myself and be one of the most well travelled teachers in the world (because we don’t really earn much you know!). I could explore parts of the world that are very remote and inaccessible - places deep in the jungle, tiny isolated islands, snow covered mountains that would take years to prepare in order to climb, volcanoes that are about to erupt (I could fly right in see what it is like in there, as long as it was not too hot), I could go to any rock concert, anywhere in the world. With the aid of the internet I could plan out a rock concert marathon. That would be cool. I would still need money though, which might prove to be an ongoing problem. Being a superhero would be a tough gig and I would need a uniform, and also everything I ever did would be watched and judged. I would be happy to have my power and travel the world! My Weekend . . . My weekend was good - Mitchell won his cricket semi finals and I helped my brother celebrate his 33rd birthday. I took my kids on a night walk after the party and they were very happy to ride their skateboards and use their blankets as capes! I did a lot of housey stuff to get my place ready for its re-inspection (cause I failed the last one) this made me cross and I didn’t like feeling as though I wasn’t looking after the place well enough. I felt as though I was being harshly judged and unfairly treated. I have tried to address this but it doesn’t really change anything. Fingers crossed I pass the inspection on Thursday. |
Kirsty AllanA Prep to Year 12 teacher currently teaching 7 English & Humanities, 9 English & VCAL Literacy. Hopefully inspiring my students to write!! Archives
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